D                       G                 D            G
Mountainous pictures of coloured scenes appear upon my face
        D                   Em                  G    Bb     D
And the joss stick smoke of sense dissolves, forever in its place
    D                    G                  D                  G
The shadowy friends that line the walls all dream while laying down
          D              Em            G      Bb      D
While the window tapping silhouette in rain begins to drown


Chorus A:
D      G    C        F
In the room of percussion
    C                F         C                     G
The discussion slides as you enter through the door
D       G   C     F
And the one armed bandit
C       F             C                G
Laughs aloud and disappears once more


D                   G                D                       G
Foolish thoughts of ecstasy are dead but without too much concern
       D                   Em           G       Bb      D
In the hearth, my hopes by millions lay twisted as they burn
    D                G                 D                G
The crooked faces of clocks appear and die in nightmare dreams
      D                 Em                 G         Bb          D
While juggling music surrounds us both and turns our thoughts to screams


Chorus B:
D      G    C        F
In the room of percussion
    C                F         C                     G
The discussion slides as you enter through the door
D       G   C     F
And the one armed bandit
C       F             C                G
Laughs aloud and disappears once more
   Am                   F
My God, the spiders are everywhere!


     D                 G                   D              G
With ruby wine and our tangled nerves, our mouths flap in despair
         D                Em         G       Bb       D
And with tumbled words of poetry, we try and prove we care
        D                     G               D            G
But the glow-worm light of creativeness moves out into the rain
        D                   Em              G      Bb     D
And the joss stick dies and disappears, its scent alone remains


Chorus A
Chorus B